This is a rhythm that could kill a person with charm!
Even Shui Miao, usually composed, couldn’t help but be tempted by such a beauty.
Indeed, this was precisely the type that Shui Miao fancied—pure, cheerful, with a captivating smile, graceful and refined, like a fairy descended from heaven.
Wait a second…
Shui Miao snapped back to his senses, his mind racing. Suddenly, he thought that just as he and the old man had arrived, she had hurried back. Could it be that she had some history or conflict with the old man?
“Young man, what are you waiting for? That little dove has clearly taken a liking to you!”
Suddenly, from the back entrance of the small shop, the old lady who had just sold things to Shui Miao came out holding a basket, picking vegetables.
This old lady had a kind face, her smile simple and genuine, exuding sincerity.
“Madam, may I ask if she is that Saquan Minako?” Shui Miao was eager to learn the identity of this beautiful girl.
Having lived here for decades, the old lady naturally knew everything. And since she got along very well with this “little dove,” she quickly waved her hand, leaned close to Shui Miao, and whispered in a mysterious tone, “Young man, she’s not Minako. She’s the new little dove. If you like her, you’d better chase after her quickly. It would be such a shame if a girl like her were ruined by someone else! I can tell she likes you a bit—she hasn’t spoken to any other men in the three days she’s been here, and yet she spoke to you.”
Clearly, the old lady deeply cared for the little dove.
“Thank you, Madam!”
Shui Miao took a deep breath and immediately ran toward the Hui Chun Restaurant.
The first floor of the restaurant had many tables, but since it wasn’t yet mealtime, only some waitresses were tidying up the chairs. At the bar, a Mongolian girl was applying makeup in front of a mirror. Seeing Shui Miao arrive, she quickly stood up and smiled, asking, “Sir, hello! Can I help you with something?”
“Hello, I’m looking for the little dove. I’m her friend.”
“Oh, she just went upstairs. She’s on the third floor.”
“Thank you…”
Without stopping, Shui Miao rushed up the stairs and ran all the way to the third floor.
The lower floors were decorated quite ordinary and plain, but the third floor had a unique style. The doors and windows were tightly shut, the lighting dim and enchanting, with music playing, laughter and singing filling the air, exuding a warm and lively atmosphere.
The third floor was a comprehensive area—not only did it have a nightclub, but also karaoke rooms and more than ten private booths.
As soon as Shui Miao entered the third floor, he saw five or six Mongolian youths in black leather jackets approaching, cigarettes dangling from their mouths. Before they could speak, Shui Miao introduced himself, “I’m a friend of the little dove. I need to see her urgently.”
Upon hearing this, the group burst into laughter.
A young man with red-dyed hair looked at Shui Miao disdainfully, “You also want to see the little dove? Do you even know how much Minako is charging? From the looks of you, you clearly didn’t bring enough money!”
“How much?”
Shui Miao wanted to spread his spiritual sense to detect the surroundings, but the noise made it impossible to concentrate.
“This much—can you afford it?”
A young man with earrings raised one hand and spread out five fingers.
“50,000?” Shui Miao frowned.
The earringed youth sneered, “Fifty thousand! You even dare to say 50,000?”
“Ha! Kid, if you don’t have enough money, go back and get it. If you’re late, the little dove will belong to someone else,” said the red-haired youth, patting Shui Miao’s shoulder before giving him a shove toward the exit.
These guys were native Mongolian hooligans, and for various reasons, they harbored strong dislike toward Han Chinese. Plus, Shui Miao was young and came empty-handed, so they were even more convinced he was a penniless pretty boy trying to flirt.
But just then, heavy footsteps echoed from downstairs. A large group of Mongolian men, armed with guns, stormed upstairs. Their figures were extremely rugged, exuding a bandit-like aura. Most notably, they all bore a Nazi symbol on their arms.
Bandits!
Extremists!
Seeing them, Shui Miao naturally thought of bandits.
“Oh my, it’s Lord Wolf coming!”
“Hurry hurry, go welcome Lord Wolf!”
Seeing the group, four or five hooligans quickly took out cigarettes and rushed forward like obedient dogs.
Taking the opportunity, Shui Miao slipped into the corridor and found a quiet spot. He concentrated, spread his spiritual sense, and detected a large group of beautiful women surrounding an old man in a room. These women all carried guns, and the old man was none other than the lecherous old man who had come with Shui Miao.
“Old bastard, heaven had a path and you refused to walk it; hell had no door, yet you barged in. Since you’re here today, don’t even think about leaving alive!” A stunning beauty with an extraordinary figure, delicate skin, and refined demeanor, wearing pink pajamas and holding a silver-white pistol, pointed it straight at the old man’s head.
“Boss, killing him like this is too easy. Why not let us sisters finish him off? Let me go first!” Another muscular but still attractive Russian beauty, wearing white pajamas, unbuckled her belt, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts.
“Right right right…” Seeing this, the old man leered, “Leader Minako, killing me like this really is too easy. I came back this time to atone, to let you all drain me completely. I promise I won’t cheat this time. You can all come at me, kill me if you want—I’m ready to give it my all!”
The old man had come here to absorb yin energy to break through the earth-element spiritual pressure in his dantian, then have his way with Minako before leaving with Shui Miao. However, if all these beauties came at him at once, he really wouldn’t be able to handle it. If they came one by one slowly, he was confident he could handle it.
“Old bastard, do you think we’re afraid of you? Last time you cheated, but this time I definitely won’t fall for it again. Sisters, strip him naked, tie him up, and take him to my room. I’ll use silver needles to seal his major acupoints, then slowly drain him completely until his essence is exhausted and he dies.”
“Yes!”
More than ten women immediately moved, tearing the old man’s clothes to shreds.
Bang!
Shui Miao suddenly kicked open the door and rushed in, “Don’t move! Many bandits have arrived outside. Everyone hide quickly!”
Saquan Minako was about to get angry when she saw Shui Miao’s delicate skin and sharp, intelligent eyes. Instantly, she determined this young man was an exceptional delicacy—not only could he provide powerful nourishment, but he could even bring back youthfulness!
“It’s you…”
The little dove rushed forward, both surprised and delighted, “Shui Miao, you came looking for me so quickly?”
The old man, trying to protect Shui Miao, stubbornly kept silent.
“You two know each other?” Minako approached with suspicion, staring straight at Shui Miao.
“Boss, Wolf King has arrived with many men! He sent me to tell you to quickly bring people over,” at that moment, an older woman rushed in, flustered. She was the madam of the hotel, Minako’s housekeeper.
Here, Minako was the true master.
“Wolf King!?”
Saquan Minako slightly startled, then her eyes flickered. Switching to Japanese, she said to the little dove, “Little sister, don’t go out yet. Take this young man to your room, do everything you can to keep him there. Remember, absolutely don’t come out. That Wolf King is extremely brutal—if he sees you, you’re finished.”
“Don’t worry, Big Sister. This kid is already enchanted by me. He won’t escape,” the little dove replied in Japanese, then pulled Shui Miao directly to her room.
The old man waved at Shui Miao, confident he could handle the situation perfectly without needing Shui Miao’s rescue.
This is absolutely bewitching!
Faced with such a beauty, even Shui Miao couldn’t resist being tempted.
Yes, this was exactly Shui Miao’s type—innocent yet cheerful, with a captivating smile, virtuous and dignified, like an ethereal fairy.
Wait a minute…
Shui Miao snapped back to reality, his mind racing. It suddenly occurred to him that she had hurried back just as he and the old man arrived. Could it be that she had some grudge against the old man?
“Young man, what are you waiting for? Little White Dove has taken a liking to you!”
Suddenly, the auntie who had just sold things to Shui Miao emerged from the back door of the small shop, holding a vegetable basket to pick some greens.
The auntie had a kind face, a simple and honest smile, and seemed very down-to-earth.
“Auntie, is she that Yamizumi Minako?” Shui Miao urgently wanted to know the identity of this young beauty.
The auntie, having lived here for decades, naturally knew the situation. She got along very well with Little White Dove and quickly waved her hand, leaning closer to Shui Miao and lowering her voice with a mysterious air. “Young man, she’s not that Minako. She’s the new Little White Dove. If you like her, you should pursue her quickly. A girl like her would be a real pity if she were to be mistreated! I can tell she’s somewhat interested in you. She’s been here for three days and hasn’t spoken to any other men, only said a few words to you.”
It was clear the auntie cared deeply for Little White Dove.
“Thank you, Auntie!”
Shui Miao took a deep breath and immediately dashed toward the Spring Return Tavern.
The first floor of the tavern was filled with many dining tables. Since it wasn’t mealtime yet, only some waitstaff were tidying up the chairs and tables. A Mongolian girl at the counter was applying makeup with a mirror. Seeing Shui Miao arrive, she quickly stood up and asked with a smile, “Hello, sir. How may I assist you?”
“Hello, I’m looking for Little White Dove. I’m her friend.”
“Oh, she just went upstairs—third floor.”
“Thank you…”
Without stopping, Shui Miao rushed up the stairs and made it to the third floor in one breath.
The downstairs decor was plain and ordinary, but the third floor had a unique style. The doors and windows were tightly shut, the lights were dim and hazy, music filled the air, and laughter and songs created a lively, spring-like atmosphere.
The third floor was a multi-purpose space, featuring not only a nightclub but also karaoke rooms and over a dozen private rooms.
As soon as Shui Miao entered the third floor, five or six Mongolian youths in black leather jackets, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, approached him. Before they could speak, Shui Miao introduced himself, “I’m Little White Dove’s friend. I need to see her urgently.”
Hearing this, the group burst into laughter.
A young man with dyed red hair looked at Shui Miao disdainfully. “You want to see Little White Dove too? Do you know how much Minako is charging? You clearly don’t have enough money on you!”
“How much?”
Shui Miao wanted to extend his spiritual sense to probe, but the noise made it impossible to concentrate.
“This much. Can you afford it?”
A young man with an earring raised a hand, splaying all five fingers.
“Fifty thousand?” Shui Miao frowned.
The earring guy sneered, “Five hundred thousand! You dare offer fifty thousand?”
“Heh, kid, if you don’t have enough money, hurry back and get some. If you’re late, Little White Dove will belong to someone else.” The red-haired youth patted Shui Miao’s shoulder and gave him a push toward the exit.
These guys were local Mongolian troublemakers. For various reasons, they strongly disliked Han Chinese. Seeing Shui Miao young and empty-handed, they were even more convinced he was a penniless pretty boy trying to pick up girls.
Just then, footsteps echoed from downstairs as a large group of armed Mongolian men surged up the stairs. They were burly and exuded a bandit-like aura, most notably with Nazi symbols on their arms.
Bandits!
Extremists!
At the sight of them, Shui Miao naturally thought of bandits.
“Oh, it’s Wolf King!”
“Quick, quick, welcome Wolf King!”
Seeing the group, four or five of the troublemakers hurriedly pulled out cigarettes and swarmed forward like lapdogs.
Seizing the opportunity, Shui Miao slipped into the corridor, found a quiet spot, focused his mind, and extended his spiritual sense. He discovered a large group of beauties surrounding an old man in one of the rooms, all armed with guns. The old man was none other than the lecher who had come with Shui Miao.
“Old fool, you walked right into hell when you could have avoided it. Since you’re here today, don’t expect to leave alive!” A stunningly beautiful woman with an oval face, delicate skin, and an elegant demeanor, dressed in pink pajamas and holding a silver-white pistol, pointed it straight at the old man’s head.
“Boss, killing him like this is too easy on him. Why not let us sisters finish him? Let me go first!” A robust but decent-looking Russian beauty, wearing white sleepwear, unbuckled her belt, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts.
“Yes, yes, yes…” The old man leered at the sight. “Boss Minako, killing me like this would be too merciful. I came back to atone, to let you all drain me dry. This time, I promise I won’t play tricks. Come at me, finish me! I’m all in!”
The old man had come here to gather Yin to supplement his Yang, break through the earth-type spiritual pressure in his dantian, have a go with Minako, and then leave with Shui Miao. However, if all these beauties came at him at once, he’d be overwhelmed. If they took turns slowly, he’d definitely come out on top.
“Old fool, you think we’re afraid of you? Last time, you just played tricks. This time, I won’t fall for it again. Sisters, strip him naked, tie him up, and take him to my room bound to the log. I’ll seal his major acupoints with silver needles, then slowly drain him dry until his life force is exhausted.”
“Yes!”
Over a dozen women set upon the old man at once, tearing his clothes to shreds.
“Bang!”
Shui Miao burst through the door: “Stop! There are bandits outside. Everyone, hide quickly!”
Yamizumi Minako was about to lose her temper, but seeing Shui Miao’s delicate skin and spirited eyes, she immediately concluded that this young man was top-grade—not only highly nourishing but also capable of rejuvenating anyone!
“It’s you…”
Little White Dove rushed over, both surprised and delighted. “Shui Miao, you came to find me so soon?”
The old man, loyal and not wanting to implicate Shui Miao, stayed silent.
“You know each other?” Minako walked over suspiciously, her eyes fixed intently on Shui Miao.
“Boss, the Wolf King has arrived with a large group! He instructed me to relay that you should bring everyone over immediately.” At that moment, a woman hurried over in a state of agitation. She was the tavern’s matron, Minako’s housekeeper.
Here, Minako was the one in charge.
“Wolf King!?”
Yamizumi Minako paused slightly, her eyes shifting. She spoke to Little White Dove in Japanese: “Little sister, don’t go out yet. Take this young man to your room for me and do everything you can to keep him there. Remember, don’t come out. That Wolf King is extremely brutal. If he sees you, you’re done for.”
“Don’t worry, big sister. This guy is already captivated by me. He won’t run away.” Little White Dove replied in Japanese as well, then pulled Shui Miao straight to her room.
The old man waved at Shui Miao, indicating he could handle things on his own and didn’t need rescuing.
Yamizumi Minako turned to the robust Russian beauty and an African beauty: “Big Girl, Black Panther, keep an eye on the old man. Don’t let him escape. The rest of you, come with me to deal with Wolf King. Let’s drain every last one of them dry.”
“Yes!”
A chorus of beauties acknowledged the order and followed Yamizumi Minako out, all still in their sleepwear.
“Yes!”
A chorus of beauties answered in unison, following Saquan Minako out, all still in their pajamas.
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